From afar, Drubal, who had successfully distanced himself, told Sheyan seriously.
"You're a fearsome opponent, but…next time we meet, you won't be so lucky!"
Drubal's tone was heavy and even carried a hint of respect which wasn't there before. Right after he finished speaking, he immediately turned around and ran away without any care for his pride. His action displayed no hesitation!
He knew that his speed, at least, was faster than his opponent. He might have fallen into the trap of the insane MT today, but he could still have his revenge in the future.
In this world, anything is possible as long as one survived. Only a living person could display pride! The dead could only rot within the embrace of flies and maggots.
Drubal thought that someone as shrewd as Sheyan wouldn't waste his time on the inevitable. But contrary to his expectation, as soon as he moved, Sheyan immediately chased after him like a mad dog!